Here we go. My novel is in print and ready. I hope you will have a look and consider either purchasing or sharing the release with you friends and family. I created a new life for a friend I lost to PTSD years ago. Find a little magical realism intertwined in family and romance in…
Keep Me Forever – A Taste
Jim packed more of his belongings than he expected to use during his trip to Savannah. The seams of his wax-canvas backpack and duffel bag strained against the load, but he was too tired to repack. As an afterthought, he pulled out the extra cash he’d squirreled away in a canister under his bed and…
Novel Thoughts Revolving- Contemporary Fiction
Hello world. My new novel, which was inspired by a male character of a different name in my first novel, is almost complete. However, this is not a series. The story brings a longer life to a soldier I once knew who suffered from PTSD. This up-and-coming novel is a military romance of sorts based…
Willamette Writers Post
It’s wonderful to be a part of writers’ groups. Check out what happened with my novel. I’m glad to report I have been a guest speaker at several book clubs this year. Member News: Author Event — Buried Truths
A Night at Blob’s Park © Elsa Wolf
Having nothing better to do, Betsie tagged along with her parents to a cocktail party. There she met a man with a German accent. She’d never seen him at any of the functions in her parent’s circle of friends nor from any embassy function she’d been obliged to attend. His name was Claus. Not a…
Camper Time
The thirty-foot camper creaked, swayed and groaned in the wind as it headed over the mountains of Utah toward Wyoming on the curving S-shaped roads. One side; a cliff drop-off to doom, the other up ragged cliffs. Slowly, we moved forward. I was not driving, and my eyes often squeezed shut. My heart pounded. I…
My Boy, My Buddy
My boy woke in the middle of the night. He rolled off his 3-inch-thick bed on the floor by mine. There he sprawled out on the wooden floor with his back legs spread out to the sides and whimpered until one of us woke. No hurry, he said, and appeared to smile up at us…
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